I've had a lovely Tuesday, Dearies, but I confess to getting up much later than I would have liked.
OK...noon. I got up at noon.
I went to bed at 1am, but didn't fall asleep until 3 am, so I am not going to feel one bit bad about getting my nine hours. (That's for you, Betty).
Sleeping is one of those things that has been a big source of anxiety for me ever since transplant. For the life of me, I just can't seem to get myself into a good rhythm or on a "normal" sleep schedule, but I am trying to be patient and give myself a break. After all (as I used to tell my dear Dad when he fretted over his own sleeping issues toward the end of his life)..."You aren't flying a plane full of nuns to church or driving a bus full of babies and puppies on a winding mountain road, so if you're sleepy, you're sleepy, and you can go take a nap with your face in the sun".
But no naps for me today.
I had my morning (um...afternoon) cups of damn good with my JB, and then after he left for campus I got to it. I did about two and a half hours of "school" at the kitchen table, had my cottage cheese and berries, and then did all of Rich's laundry and washed the washer.
I don't normally do his laundry, but I am trying to find little things I can do for him to make him happy. He is so worried about his mom in New Jersey, and I think the fact that he's turning 70 on Sunday is having more of an effect on him than he realizes.
His mom is 90 and was doing really well living on her own in her condo, but a series of falls has landed her in a rehab facility with a fractured hip that they are trying to mend without surgery. She is doing OK there, but isn't too crazy about the food, and I think she also is really missing going to Mass every morning. Rich is going to go visit her at the end of the month, so hopefully spending some time with her will put his mind to rest a bit.
But the turning 70 thing?
I'm at a bit of a loss.
I'm going to get back to my stitching tonight, and now that the center borders are in I can enjoy filling them! I still can't remember where/how/why this one ended up in my stash, but I'm really glad it did! It's super easy to stitch, so after being away so long, it's nice to have a piece to ease back into stitching.
So I think that's about it for me for now. What's new and exciting in your little corner of the world? Come tell me all about it!
Turning 70 is strange. For me it was remembering my mom died when she was 71. I've passed that age, doing well and am blessed for each day I have. Prayers for JB's mom, 90 is a goal I'd love reach and she is blessed to have him.
ReplyDeleteThinking and offering a prayer or two for your JB's mom and for his turning 70. Your piece is looking awesome, Coni.
ReplyDeleteI'd recognize Nancy's Needle anywhere!! I love her designs. It will be lovely Coni!! I've passed that 70 milestone and it was strange in that it was the age at which my mother passed. Her mother lived to 96 so it was a shock at the time. But I manage my health as best I can and stay on top of doctoring. My mother did not. She was afraid of doctors and hospitals. I hope your JB can find the joy in living a life longer than many. And prayers for his mom and her recovery. Rehab can be frustrating - especially if the food is mediocre!! No words of wisdom on sleep issues. Is this a transplant thing??
ReplyDeleteConi dear, that piece may be one of your most satisfying, given that
ReplyDeleteit is easing you into plying the needle again. Blessed Birthday to
JB and prayers for his Mom. She might be able to continue daily
Mass by tuning into EWTN on TV each day. It is traditional and
might fit the bill for her. Their all day programming can be a
source of comfort, for whatever it is worth. I so admire your
determination and plunk....chin up and advance ....
Ugh. I will turn 70 in December. I'm kind of dreading it so i understand what JB might be feeling. I am going to get my first ever tattoo soon to celebrate the end of my 60's era and to begin the next! A small butterfly to signify fluttering from one decade to the next with what i hope looks like grace!!
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